My Scary Life

Under the dark rainy night, a group of ghosts and ghosts were hugging each other and trembling. "Brother, please let us go." "Didn't you die unjustly? I'm here to redress your grievances." "No, no, no, we don't need it." "I just want to help you unilaterally. As for whether you need it or not, it has nothing to do with me." The young man opened the white umbrella in his hand with a kind smile. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.